Chapter 154 Melissa

• Melissa
• When Ethan turned to me, beaming cheerfully one evening after dinner when he was sipping a glass of chocolate liqueur; yes, the man loved chocolate liqueur, I was aware in some crevice of my mind that things were about to change. I had spent almost three months here, under his roof in a corner of his delightful house, feeling a rare sense of security and peace.
• I had never left the house, and neither had the children. Not even the once. We stayed at home while Ethan rumbled off in his truck to collect supplies from the town.